Best Status Poems
To wait
is to drown
slowly
with a hope
one day
you will rise
only to witness
the time passing by,
getting closer to the bottom.
Here, struggle
is no longer needed;
surrender is easier.
To let go of heavier dreams
and embrace
the defeat.
Not to give up,
but to land the feet
to bounce back better
with an air of a new kind
created during the halt.
A pause to refill
and restart
what was unfinished
with a slight twist
that‘ll make
the whole difference.
Miscommunication, is fabrication of reality
When actually it’s a matter of perspective.
She was a standout, with a name similar to yours
With pure intentions, painful convictions but losing to her own dispositions.
Deprivation of her moral mentality structure crumbles
Caused by misadventures of her past life
Blighted with horrific memories
Tragic upsets that shake the very foundation of her soul.
Lead by the goals of our society
To keep the mindset that anxiety… controls you
But who understands?
Those who demand you to over expand your capability of toleration to your demons?
Pharmaceutical apprehension to be your companion in this never-ending struggle?
School systems have programs
That program you to say
Everything’s okay
Just get over it and move on
But you see there is no off switch to pain
No preset to reset her experiences
The hand that she felt
A seatbelt that would strap her into a horrible roller-coaster ride of misery
You see, there is something wrong with this picture
Its missing something
Someone…
You?
Maybe everything that she needed was a frosty before third period on a March afternoon
Or maybe, an almond milk macchiato on finals week at Delos across the street
Or even an acquainted silence of tears while she spilled her heart on the dashboard of your car.
She needed a home
No not a bed to sleep in with complimentary breakfast
No!
A resting place
That’s laced with people who care to hear the response of how her day is,
Or how’s she’s doing in school
Or why is there scars on her…
Arms to be held in when she needs comfort.
Sometimes we’re the only savior that people see,
But what saviors are we when we’re preoccupied with our own self-indulgence of social media.
Temporary satisfactions from addictions ever going,
Distracting us from having true meaning in life.
We need to make a stand,
To withstand this generational curse.
Of carelessness of peoples pain,
But first, let me update my status.
In streets of struggle, where poverty reigns
A youthful cry, with futures in chains
Limited options, and resources scarce
Leads to desperation, and a troubled stance
Low-income homes, with stress and strife
Parental struggles, and a child's lost life
Unmet needs, and unfulfilled dreams
Fuel the fire, of juvenile schemes
Education's key, but doors are locked
Opportunities scarce, and futures blocked
Jobless parents, with no way to provide
Leave children vulnerable to the streets' tide
Neighborhoods plagued, by crime and fear
Youthful energy, misdirected here
Gangs and violence, a deadly allure
A false sense of belonging, in a world obscure
Socio-economic chains, that bind and sway
Influence choices, in a troubled way
Delinquency rises, as hopes decay
A cycle of strife, in a world gone gray
Break the chains, and lift the veil
Provide opportunities, and education's sail
Empower families, and communities too
To give youth a chance, to make a brighter hue.
I have face book on my smart phone
And get some notifications yesterday
I was driving down by k mart
But was curious to see what it says
But as I pick up my phone
A police stop and give a ticket to me
I have to pay $250 to see
Some one post “they feeling lazy”
What is wrong with this people?
Like face book have them going mad
They posting all kind of craziness
Like “I wake up and feeling sad”
Face book is a social media
To connect with friends and family
But some people get the wrong ideas
And use it as their personal diary
Face book can be very entertaining
With some very interesting post to see
I just use it to share my poems
And nothing personal about me
But sometime it does make me wonder
If face book getting to people brain
Why else would some one want to post
“I going back to sleep again”
So let us get this straight
They wake up to say “going to sleep again’
If you don’t find something wrong with this
Then I’m the one going insane
A woman post pix of her lavish Sunday meal
On the table with the candles lights dim
Then writes” romantic dinner for me and hubby”
But this morning she was quarrelling with him
Yesterday a girl post a lot of bad words
Then today she only posting religious
And when I ask her about it
She said I’m being ridiculous
The men crazy for face book to
But they keep them posting informative
And one in a while they may post a joke
But nothing to derogative
Men like to read what them women post
They have us curious and amuse
Although some we don’t understand
And some does left us confuse
Amanda changing profile pix every minute
Face book can’t keep up with she
So they make a new site just for her
And call it ‘Amanda’s library”
A couple goes to the grocery
And post their location where they are
To share the very interesting facts
That they buying rice and flour
Some goes out with friends and family
And post very pictures
Them some does post interesting words
From the Holy Scriptures
A lot of people use face book
The way it was intended to be
And then some just use it
Show case their stupidity
the gold of the rich
the gilt of the wealthiest
what funds the dollar?
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PENNED ON AUGUST 16, 2014!
I have face book on my smart phone
And get some notifications yesterday
I was driving down by k mart
But was curious to see what it says
But as I pick up my phone
A police stop and give a ticket to me
I have to pay $250 to see
Some one post “they feeling lazy”
What is wrong with this people?
Like face book have them going mad
They posting all kind of craziness
Like “I wake up and feeling sad”
Face book is a social media
To connect with friends and family
But some people get the wrong ideas
And use it as their personal diary
Face book can be very entertaining
With some very interesting post to see
I just use it to share my poems
And nothing personal about me
But sometime it does make me wonder
If face book getting to people brain
Why else would some one want to post
“I going back to sleep again”
So let us get this straight
They wake up to say “going to sleep again’
If you don’t find something wrong with this
Then I’m the one going insane
A woman post pix of her lavish Sunday meal
On the table with the candles lights dim
Then writes” romantic dinner for me and hubby”
But this morning she was quarrelling with him
Yesterday a girl post a lot of bad words
Then today she only posting religious
And when I ask her about it
She said I’m being ridiculous
The men crazy for face book to
But they keep them posting informative
And one in a while they may post a joke
But nothing to derogative
Men like to read what them women post
They have us curious and amuse
Although some we don’t understand
And some does left us confuse
Amanda changing profile pix every minute
Face book can’t keep up with she
So they make a new site just for her
And call it ‘Amanda’s library”
A couple goes to the grocery
And post their location where they are
To share the very interesting facts
That they buying rice and flour
Some goes out with friends and family
And post very pictures
Them some does post interesting words
From the Holy Scriptures
A lot of people use face book
The way it was intended to be
And then some just use it
Show case their stupidity
By separating the "weak" from the "strong,"
The committed choose the path that is straight,
Solving problems before it gets too late,
Ready to sing a victorious song.
What is right is right! What is wrong is wrong!
The responsible create their own fate,
Which is the ultimate character trait,
Since opportunity will not wait long.
The responsible choose to play their role,
And want to step up to get the job done.
These are the committed who search their soul;
Their hearts are considered second to none.
United to pursue a common goal,
They will never stop until they have won.
I want so many things
I want to be kissed on the cheek
I want to be told
"Your hair looks so soft!
Can I feel it?"
I want to be hugged
As though I could slip away at any second
I want so many mundane things
But of course
I could never say any of that
To do so would be to break social standing
And status quo
So instead
I spout it off to the internet
Online
Or in a journal
Where faceless beings
Or future historians
Might read it and feel
The mortifying horror of asking
All of us agreeing
To pretend we don't want it too
It really is a sweet device,
for we invoke it often as ally
or enemy--grasping at straws
to place it in its proper pigeon-hole
and thus to clarify intent.
And history is on its side!
The noble statesman, saint
and businessman have so exalted
one epitome of truth as such
to gently lay it down
among their trophied words,
though sometimes with regrets--
for it is not alone,
though brightly does it shine
upon the shelf.
Tributes are brought; poetic morsels
of another cast may gleam,
but loyalty and all its oaths
are fair advanced and time
has canonized with vaunted due prestige,
traditions of both faith and law.
No.
It doesn't work just how we thought it did.
The status vacillates.
There are too many any more,
who do not think like us.
We thought that they appeared with some surprise
and brought with them a whirlwind.
We tried to catch them for a time, but soon
it was too much. The status quo
was too complex, and slogans didn't cut it.
Now that is something to thank God for--
although it's possible (can you conceive of it)
that He doesn't live there anymore.
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Come a little closer baby, wanna lay you down, rip
off pants, on the ground, you lift my skirt, I lean
in, as you go up my thigh, against the wall,
boy,spread that world boss body,stripe it down
nakedly,Take to a call of duty, calls your
name,surrender your gun-shooter,No need to
talk,just pleasure,and do your thing,Like A real
thug, in A crime of passion should,Drink my
creamy milk, and eat my doughnut hole,No time to
waste, I've been a bad bad girl,so make me
scream n' moan, nigga, Like victim status,Hard n'
stiff,pound me to the teeth,And Rape me please,
time n' time again,I need it now,please I beg of
you,HURRY!!! The popo's are coming, I quickly
cum,as you tightly grip,sweats pouring,pounding
down the door,enforcing it, I gave my all, hope
you enjoyed it......
Because I'd been good for a very long while,
my parents decided to buy me a crocodile.
Then all the kids on the block
thought I really did rock.
Till two weeks later,
another kid’s parents decided to buy him an alligator!
Shoot! And now some kid’s braggin’
his parents are gonna buy him a Komodo dragon.
Oh, my God! This is way over the top!
Will this neighborhood competition never stop?
Did I hear a welcome softness in you 'Hello,'
an inner warmth transmitted down the line,
is there a reason, should I really know,
has your forecast turned from cloudy into fine?
Has something happened to elevate my hope,#
a deep, dark secret leapt full in to view,
are new horizons promised wider scope
now in the present, and in the future too?
Oh yes I felt the softness in your voice
the inner warmth transmitted down the line,
you know your reason, the warmth is there by choice,
could they, your reasons, be the same as mine.
I have face book on my smart phone
And get some notifications yesterday
I was driving down by k mart
But was curious to see what it says
But as I pick up my phone
A police stop and give a ticket to me
I have to pay $250 to see
Some one post “they feeling lazy”
What is wrong with this people?
Like face book have them going mad
They posting all kind of craziness
Like “I wake up and feeling sad”
Face book is a social media
To connect with friends and family
But some people get the wrong ideas
And use it as their personal diary
Face book can be very entertaining
With some very interesting post to see
I just use it to share my poems
And nothing personal about me
But sometime it does make me wonder
If face book getting to people brain
Why else would some one want to post
“I going back to sleep again”
So let us get this straight
They wake up to say “going to sleep again’
If you don’t find something wrong with this
Then I’m the one going insane
A woman post pix of her lavish Sunday meal
On the table with the candles lights dim
Then writes” romantic dinner for me and hubby”
But this morning she was quarrelling with him
Yesterday a girl post a lot of bad words
Then today she only posting religious
And when I ask her about it
She said I’m being ridiculous
The men crazy for face book to
But they keep them posting informative
And one in a while they may post a joke
But nothing to derogative
Men like to read what them women post
They have us curious and amuse
Although some we don’t understand
And some does left us confuse
Amanda changing profile pix every minute
Face book can’t keep up with she
So they make a new site just for her
And call it ‘Amanda’s library”
A couple goes to the grocery
And post their location where they are
To share the very interesting facts
That they buying rice and flour
Some goes out with friends and family
And post very pictures
Them some does post interesting words
From the Holy Scriptures
A lot of people use face book
The way it was intended to be
And then some just use it
to Show case their stupidity
A situation, that affects the heart,
Marks some education as undefined,
While others' education is designed
To be considered as state of the art.
And, it is not just about being smart,
But about the powerful who "resign."
Those who are unwilling to press rewind,
Thus giving education a fresh start.
Those who receive the very best learning,
Have an opportunity to do well,
While those students who do not, keep turning
Into adults, who continue to fail.
This, too, is a division of earnings.
A division that is not hard to tell.